Alpha Ace and his Undercover Mate

The next day, I woke up feeling determined to talk to Ace. The day before was wonderful, but I had to make today count.

I pulled on comfortable clothes after my shower and let my hair loose, since Ace liked it better that way.

With a pep in my step and a firm hand on my tummy, I made my way towards Ace's office. I knocked two times before pushing my way through, but unfortunately, he wasn't there.

Deciding to wait in there, I sat on his chair around his desk and really took my time to appreciate every detail of his office.

My eyes caught something on his desk, and I reluctantly retrieved the file that was opened. It was a monthly report of a woman's condition. I knew, because it was written in bold at the top of the paper.

MONTHLY REPORT OF JENNA WILSON.

As if right on cue, Ace walked in. He looked slightly surprised by my presence, but he didn't look annoyed or upset.

"You're up early" He said as he gave me my good morning kiss.

"Yea I wanted to see you"

His eyes flickered between me and the file that I was still holding, and I saw a small smile playing on his lips, but it was kinda sad. "I see you've found my mother's file"

my head as he said that, and I stared

nodded and sat on his desk in front of me. Of course! How didn't I see that? They had a slight resemblance,

want to push it. But of course, Ace

dad died, not even the medicines worked" He had a regretful look on his face,

getting better. She's stable and her mind is clear" I tried to sound enthusiastic as I read over

best friend that makes her feel comfortable. I'm yet to meet whoever it is to

at that. "I'd

planning on visiting her today. You

it was 8:30 a.m . For some reason I really wanted to

go ahead? I promise I

lightly before kissing my cheek. "Yea sure, why not? I'll let Ryan take you to the

life. With one last kiss, I met Ryan who was already waiting at the front door. He must be tired of taking me

definitely tell Ace about the mission later on, but for now I just

greeted us led the way to the visitors' room, and I

my four months were over. But once we talk later, our mateship can be revealed to his

back to his truck once I was settled in the visitors' lounge comfy on a sofa. I patiently waited for the nurse to bring

the least bit sick like in the picture, but she looked happy and glowing like an eight year old

as she neared me. Her walk was tall and confident, and she didn't even wear those depressing pale gowns that some of the women wore. She wore a pink lace